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Dec 2015
I tied the knot to fill the empty spaces you left.
I tried to keep my room clean, picking every piece of clothig you threw that didn't fit in the basket beam.
I told myself it was all but a beautiful dream, or a lie.
A shadow that phantom my dellusion.
abs
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abs  jupiter
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